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Side Effects
by cassiana
"Coffee: the finest organic suspension ever devised"
Kathryn Janeway (Hunters 15x4)
Black. For Captain Janeway there's no other way to drink coffee: without milk, sugar or extravagant additions such as cream, chocolate or cinnamon. Kathryn breathes with pleasure the scent of her first cup of the day and pretends not to notice the amused eye of her First Officer lying on the bed.
"I wonder what percentage of hemoglobin is remaining in your blood" kids Chakotay adjusting the pillows behind his back.
Kathryn takes a small sip of the boiling drink careful not to burn her lips. "Enough to make me want other caffeine later" She answered, smiling.
Chakotay, grinning, shakes his head in a gesture of mock exasperation and insists "The Doctor accuses you of having a real addiction." He smiles again and beats his hand on the mattress, his eyebrows arched mischievously. Kathryn replies with a little snort but accepts the invitation, sitting gingerly beside the man. She drinks another sip of coffee with her eyes closed.
"Basically what you call addiction is as close to the longest relationship as I've ever had."
"Hey! And I then?" Chakotay exclaims with a hint of resentment in his voice and removes the cup from her hand, stealing a sip of coffee. Kathryn laughs seeing the grimace on the Commander's face. He hates bitter coffee. Chakotay looks at her in warning and approaches. "You did not answer the question." His dark fingers trace small circles on the Kathryn's belly.
She sighs and replies "You are a nice result of our original agreement." She wants to laugh because when she accepted the XO's replicator rations a few months ago she had not imagined that the price would be to find herself involved in a complicated, torrid affair with him.
"A consequence, eh? How nice." Chakotay's hand moves lower down while his lips touch her pale neck.
Kathryn closes her eyes and thinks satisfyingly to the excellent deal that they have concluded: she can have what coffee she wants and Chakotay, whom is fast becoming her second addiction. "Very, very nice" Kathryn groans softly while Chakotay's mouth makes its way along her body and arches in his hands. For a moment her gaze falls on the cup of coffee. Damn, now it would be cool. Then she admires the muscular back of the Commander, his head disappearing between her legs, and she moans louder. To hell with the coffee!